At the bar.
Wen Tao watched Xiao Yaojing drowning herself in alcohol. He wanted to persuade her not to but changed his mind as she most likely would turn a deaf ear.
Deep inside, Wen Tao was vexed and regretted asking her.
"Don't drink anymore. You really think your stomach is made of steel?" Wen Tao took the glass from her hand and placed it on the table.
"I don't understand. Am I incomparable to Yezi? It has been so many years. Why is he still unable to let Yezi go?" Xiao Yaojing rested her head on the bar table and looked at Wen Tao in a daze.
Wen Tao did not know how to answer Xiao Yaojing.
"I—I'm not inferior to Yezi in terms of appearance, right?" Xiao Yaojing grabbed PA Wen by the collar, clearly drunk.
Overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol on her breath, PA Wen wanted to take a step back but Xiao Yaojing had her hands on his collar. The distance between them was too small.
